The Talent of Konoha

The four of them lowered their heads and poked their heads out from the sides of the rock. As the black shadows flashed by in front of their eyes, a footstep sounded in their ears.

A chill came over their hearts, and the four of them became stiff and raised their heads slowly.

The rock where they hid was wide enough and high enough.

It is a huge piece of granite protruding from the mountainside. Its color is the same as that of the surrounding mountains, all of which are grayish yellow in the same body.

I chose this place as a hidden location because it is far away from the foot of the mountain, and the view here is very wide.

If the enemy chooses to leave from another location, they can clearly see it here.

Even if the enemy chooses to move away from them, they have enough time to get out.

But now, things seem to be out of their control.

Because it took less than a second for the enemy to go from the foot of the mountain to their front, like a teleportation.

Moving their gaze upwards with difficulty, several Yannin saw a man in a windbreaker, frowning, looking at them.

"Gudu..."

Yan Ren swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time, with some horror on his face.

According to the information given, the ninja who broke into the altar should not be the one in front of him.

Although they are only a Zhongnin squad, they still have some knowledge of the organization that has caused waves in the ninja world recently.

There is such an organization, the core members are all S-level rebels from each ninja village.

Wearing windbreakers with black background and red clouds, they kill people without blinking an eye, and they are elusive...

Seeing the familiar outfit, Iwa Shinobu was a little flustered...

"What are you guys doing squatting here?"

Qiyu's gaze was calm, his eyes were like pools of stagnant water, without a trace of waves.

He just walked out of that cave with Orochimaru when he sensed the four mice hiding here.

No need to think too much, he moved his feet, and the whole person disappeared in place and came here.

"Spread away, escape!"

The ninja named Sanshi immediately yelled when he heard Saitama's joking words.

Afterwards, he put his hands on the ground, and he jumped up from the spot by taking advantage of the momentum, and swept towards the back.

This seems to be an act of selling teammates, but it also carries some determination.

Ninjas have tough times and tougher decisions to make.

When the enemy is really strong, someone needs to be sacrificed, and someone will come to bring back the collected information.

This is a trade-off, and an ancient ninja doctrine.

Following his roar, the other three also moved, not much slower than him.

The next second they saw the clothes Saitama was wearing, all four of them knew that they had to take a copy of the useful information back.

Staying to fight is completely free. Facing S-level rebellious ninja, there are not many elite jnin, so don't even think about winning the battle.

Swish!The speed of the few people was extremely fast, and the speed of the explosion was far faster than usual between life and death.

They fled in different directions, also for Saitama to make a choice.

Chapter 233 Rock Ninja

The four dark red figures fled in four different directions, like a rabbit meeting a beast, not daring to look back.

Saitama glanced at the direction in which Iwanin was escaping, and then the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

I didn't see him making any unnecessary movements, and his figure disappeared in place like flickering.

And those Yannin, at the moment of running, only felt a chill on their necks, and then fell into darkness.

At the last second of sight, they saw their companion, whose head and body were directly separated.

But due to the inertia of running, the two separated objects still maintain a little parallel and continue to move forward for a certain distance.

Finally, it fell to the ground and slid down the extremely steep hillside.

After finishing off a few enemies, Saitama couldn't figure out how these people got here.

Is it to find yourself?Has Yanyin not given up yet?

Looking down, Saitama saw the flashing blue-and-white [Chidori-ryu] hand knife on his right hand.

The increase in strength, as well as the mastery of the changes in the nature of various attributes, made him rarely use his saber.

Although he still carried the knife at his waist all the time, in the ten battles, at most one time he drew out his own knife and fought.

All kinds of powerful ninjutsu made the knife technique lose its status in his arsenal.

"They should have come to look for me...you really have the guts!"

After the battle was over, Orochimaru walked over slowly.

His gaze first glanced at the four Iwanin who had already separated their heads, then he thought of something and said to Saitama.